2003-03-03 & 7:00 p.m. : we got a lady pilot, not afraid to die.
Tales of brave (6:23:09 PM): how was school, darling. ThreeRedFish (6:23:34 PM): i don't go on mondays Tales of brave (6:23:44 PM): that. rules Tales of brave (6:23:48 PM): i am exhausted from work Tales of brave (6:23:56 PM): working, now that i remember how it goes, sucks ThreeRedFish (6:23:56 PM): oh yeah! ThreeRedFish (6:24:01 PM): today was your first day! ThreeRedFish (6:24:03 PM): how did it go? Tales of brave (6:24:16 PM): this morning, a homeless man nearly took my head off with his crutch, while he screamed at me, and smelled of pee. ThreeRedFish (6:24:24 PM): whoah ThreeRedFish (6:24:27 PM): that is scary Tales of brave (6:24:38 PM): then, the bus driver let me go one stop too far from where i needed to go Tales of brave (6:24:57 PM): and due to the insanely huge hill, i decided to wait for the next bus back in the right direction. Tales of brave (6:25:02 PM): for a. single. stop. Tales of brave (6:25:08 PM): then, i went to the wrong building. Tales of brave (6:25:21 PM): and then, when i got to the right building, i sat in training all day. Tales of brave (6:25:27 PM): did i mention, i had two hours of sleep? Tales of brave (6:25:38 PM): because i had two hours (only) of sleep. Tales of brave (6:25:41 PM): BUT! Tales of brave (6:25:56 PM): the buses in this city have poetry in them. so it wasn't a bad day. |